A young female human sits infront of her laptop.
Thinking about a story to type, in her mind nothing was coming up she kept on thinking "What in the thousand floundering fishies am i going to write???" arms held up high like in the movies where bank robbers order the staff to raise their arms up high , she sighed " Oh..grub in the sky oh tell me why..why I cant write a good story !"
Dissapointed and why the flock are you reading this and tired she took her homemade doll that looks awefully like snufkin of moomin she hugged it and started talking to the doll like it was alive..or is it? just kidding its a doll for heavens sake..she laid in the floor then curled up.
" Sweet babu, I freakin quit trying to write a good story..face it all im good at are writing bi-stories ,Fanfiction and fantasizing about fictional characters I mean enough I would cry because of them..." She wishpered into the doll's ear holes.
After hours of laying in the floor with her so called doll she stood up..and yelled " IM SO DONE , MOFO!" and left her room to buy some Ice Cream .
authors note:
I only made this because my account is emptier than my wallet.
